The Flaming Emissary

Chapter 9

Reiscorn and Predaking were placed onto the medical berth, starscream with his wings and servos cuffed as he watched Ratchet work on them. Ratchet finished up on Predaking's wounds as he moved on to Reiscorn's severely scorched frame, as Ratchet moved his digits around Reisorn's body. Some of the edges of his pointed components crumbled away from his touch, Ratchet was shocked that mere flames that originated from his own body would result in dire consequences.

"I've never seen such a situation in my days such as this, maybe some burns and transfusions of the spark or even a major spark flux but this is entirely different from the frame turning to ash by this intense of heat. Surprisingly, it survived its own frame's generate heat." ratchet explained as he observed and examined more of Reiscorn's frame.

"Will he survive Doctor?" starscream asked as he neared the doctor in anticipation.

"I am still uncertain if it's still online at all during this time" he replied.

Starscream's dropped his shoulders with his wings drooping, he is scared for his friend's health. 'If I had known Predaking was coming, I would've just fired upon all these ignorant Autobots.'

"What are you doing out here starscream?!" rudely questioned a small but strong femme voice.

Starscream turned around and straightened his stance, he didn't want to look weak among the optics of the Autobots.

"What do you want Arcee?" starscream hissed down at her.

"We're taking you to your cell where you'll be staying from now on" she explained roughly tugging forward and away from Reiscorn down a hallway. He knew he couldn't resist but he wanted to stay by his fellow commander, he followed arcee down toward his holding cell. Ratchet continued repairing as best he could for Reiscorn, his wounds from Predaking weren't at all bad just the ones Reiscorn inflicted upon himself during the fight against Predaking.

Hours passed and still nothing was heard through that Starscream perceived from the echoes of the halls, starscream waited and waited but nothing remained. Ratchet took some samples of his CNA and went through possible treatments to heal those charcoaled segments around his frame. Predaking awoke, he didn't jump out and try to escape. He instead lay continuing to rest in the base, watching over his commander and rebellious future mate.

The state Reiscorn was in indeed was alarming, Ratchet sealed the bleeding gashes and scars and took his time as he analyzed Reiscorn's CNA to of Predaking's. He was astonished by his findings, such achievements that Shockwave had accomplished. Starscream finally saw no use in waiting anymore for news, he started banging his cuffs against the bars.

Starscream heard steps coming closer to his cell, he halted to see Ratchet coming over to him. "If you are interested in the state your predacon is in you should stop this racket you're making, the predacon is stable but will be weak for about a month."

Starscream took note of that, 'I'll have to inform Lord Megatron of his status when we return to darkmount.'

"If you have any concern for its life, I recommend you to ensure a full recovery without any sort of activity that involves a great deal of energy or movement during that time. I assume Knockout will continue to care for its well-being when you return." Ratchet explained.

Starscream nodded, "For the other, just minor precautions with flight and its sight. Your Predacon ensured a great deal of damage upon it, won't be able to see correctly for about a week I presume. That is all"

"Whatever your intention of 'surrendering', it may want to reconsider on that matter a little starscream" Ratchet commented as he left starscream in the silent walls of his prison.